The Life List Novels & Stories

Yes, Life is not that easy but we'll get through it together. Leon Keith Ivory Keith Albert Keith Baby #2 Keith

This person provided a ton of key info just to bring down their competitor. And that person's last name was Carver. After thanking the police, I left the station. On the way home, I remembered a weird phone call I'd gotten once. The number was unfamiliar, and all I could hear on the other end was muffled sobbing. I lifted my head and looked up at the blazing sun. Its warmth washed over me. "What do you feel like eating today, babe?" Julian asked, his eyes crinkled into a smile. "Anything you make will be perfect," I said.

“What’s this?” “This is your whole life right here. The firm you worked so hard to build, the stocks you own, properties, etc. There’s also information about your wife’s pending case and which way it can go. I gather my son told you the Russo male motto. We never warn when actions are so much louder. Today, I break my own rule. Use the chance wisely.” “Sir, what…?”

"I figured something like that would happen; that's why I wrote you the letter." "I know, I know, but you know how your sisters are; they're very protective of you. We just need to give them some time, they'll come around, but we can't force it, ya know." "Ma, do you see those three babies over there? How do I pick and choose which one of them to share my life story with? Which one should I tell that I was about to forfeit my life? If something happens to me, which one of them should be burdened their whole life with thoughts of revenge?"

Livia whispered to herself. She recalls the unfortunate events that befell her, along with the precise dates on which they transpired. With her sharp memory and brilliant mind, she was able to recall every detail effortlessly. Livia diligently composed three pages filled with the names of various individuals and their corresponding accomplishments. At the top of her lists, she had George and Letty, occupying the first and second positions, respectively. How could she possibly forget those two individuals who bestowed upon her the greatest weight and responsibility?

Nothing I like more than a challenge—time to change the subject before she leads me to murder all the same. "By the way, I gave you a list of things to work on. Have you looked it over yet?" "I did, but I don't understand some of the things you have written on there." "What's the first thing on the list?" "Think of things I genuinely like." "What don't you understand?" "Well, is that a generalization? What exactly is it referring to?"

] [May all your plans work out perfectly. [Live long and stay healthy!] [May everything work out perfectly for you!] … They were the notes William and I had left behind, one by one, in different corners of the city. And then, internet sleuths uncovered another account. The username was 'GimmeThatResurrectionScroll'. It contained only one post—a short video with text and audio. [You made it. If we never meet again in this life, then I hope today is kind to you. Tomorrow too. And every day after—always.]

Except, of course, he was taken out before that happened. Lisa made a mental elimination list for herself. The top name on the list was Mr. Davinsky. It was closely followed by Claire McLennie. She wanted to get them out of her life, and she knew she could never have peace so long as they were both still alive. She pulled the covers up to hide her head and whistled to herself. Plans, plans. Tomorrow, she will get ready.

“Of course, there will be, everyone will have their own afterlife. So don't worry guys." Eric lovingly hugged the two children's faces and kissed them, making them laugh happily. Henry saw that this person of his life was a bit thoughtful, although not in the same historical process, but had his own incarnation, it was a bit surprising and curious. “Tomorrow morning you will be in the newspaper, the successful businessman has a baby, and the famous actor who follows will surely say that Alan is the child of this actress. And so the drama broke out. He will be hit, and then a man who looks exactly like him will find him to solve this problem.

My mom stole my dad's name and his status as the top-ranked student in the state, then gave them to her childhood sweetheart. From then on, the two thieves soared to the top. One was admitted to Ashford University and went on to become a computer science professor at one of the country's top universities. The other attended Westbridge University and became a nationally recognized expert in education. … Meanwhile, my dad was left without a legal identity, spending his entire life scraping by through odd jobs and backbreaking labor. Years later, I inherited his talent and founded a leading AI technology company, making a name for myself in the industry. Potential partners were constantl